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Chapter 1: The Carolers
“It’s a beautiful time when winter comes at mind. You could see the snowflakes fall ever so gracefully from the sky. You could see, or try to see the children playing outside through the smoggy filled windows. They would throw snowballs at each other, I didn’t see what good that did… but I guess kids will be kids.
But as I recall, there was a time when I had forgotten all these joys that the season brought. It was two days before Christmas and my owner was preparing for the glorious day up ahead…”
“Silent Night, holy night. All is calm all is bright round yon virgin mother and child-” I timidly opened my eyes. What was that glorious sound I was hearing. I snobbishly arose from my sleep and hopped off the couch. Somehow I could still feel that my body was sluggish, so I stretched a bit. I trotted down the room to the nearby window.
I stood on the small chair underneath it. With my nose I pushed the curtain away and peered outside. Right outside were these children singing that harmonious song. “ Sleep in heavenly peace… Sleep in heavenly peace.” A tear rolled down my cheek as I saw the children leave. I didn’t want them to go, I mean I wanted to hear another encore by them.
Then a soft gentle hand had stroked my head. I turned around and yipped happily as I realized it was my master. “Come on Marisa, let’s go get some firewood. It’s getting pretty cold here, and besides it’s a tradition to buy it every Christmas.” My master took his coat and put on his leather boots. He opened the door and led me out.
Chapter 2: Desperation At Hand
There must’ve been 5 feet of snow on the floor it was a wonder how I made it through. I clung to his side like Velcro as we braced through the wind. I looked back and I realized we were leaving town. I nudged his leg and whimpered. He bent down and picked me up in his comforting arms. “We isn’t buyin’ the wood today girl. We’re doing it the old fashioned way.”
I rolled my eyes. “No not this again. About two years ago he decided to get firewood “the old fashioned way”. We went to the woods and chopped down a tree. As soon as we were ready to bring the tree home it started snowing hard. We were forced to staying in an old shed that probably hadn’t been checked in years. We were snowed in that night and had to claw our way out in the morning. The important thing was we survived, and that was all that mattered.”
I looked away; I was a bit disappointed in his choice. Hopefully things wouldn’t turn out so bad. I watched, as he nervously turned quite pale. I knew he wasn’t sick, but something was bothering him. I looked around and saw that there was lightning ripping through the sly.
Strangely he went on and ignored the sign and continued on. I knew he was afraid, but he never could show it in front of me, we were now in the forest, and we tried picking out a good tree. He let me down and I looked around. My master took a look as well. I smelled and glanced at every tree. I was trained to know how a good tree would look. I stumbled across one that was to my liking.
I stood straight and let out a howl. He came rushing towards me hoping to see if I’d done my job correctly. He analyzed the tree and gestured a thumbs up at me. I wagged my tail in agreement. I carefully looked on as he tied a rope against the tree. He flung the rope on his back and called me. I alertly responded and took the lead.
If I remembered correctly I was supposed to lead him home as he dragged the tree along. I was about to patrol the area when suddenly a small droplet of water hit my head. I looked up and obviously down came drops of water. I sneezed and looked back at my master. He was coughing insanely. I saw that he pointed to his left while he coughed.
I looked over at where he pointed and I noticed a small cave. I yipped and led him to the cave. The rain was intense and it was coming down forcefully. It felt like being stabbed with a thousand knives. We had luckily made it and I helped my master get into the cave. As soon as he was in he collapsed.
I growled at him intensely, I knew it wasn’t safe for humans to be in wet clothes on a cold rainy day. To wake him up I nibbled on his arm. He gradually regained his strength and tried his best to remove his wet clothes. I carried over to him his large coat. He shakily took it from and wrapped himself in it.
I whined at his condition, he was starting to become bluish. This was a troubling sign and he needed help fast. I ran to the bearing weather and tried my best to find help. I barked and screamed at the top of my lungs…but nothing worked. My eyesight was growing dimmer and my body became weak. I collapsed into the snow and the last thing I remembered was a large paw near my face. Then, total black out.
Chapter 3: House Dog
“Am I awake, am I sleeping still… what happened?” I was regaining consciousness; everything seemed to come back to life. I squinted my left eye. As I did I realized I was laying on something soft. I dug deeper and it felt like I was getting lost in a blanket of softness. I raised my head to see the curious thing I was laying on. I soon found out I would regret doing what I just did.
I slowly backed away into a corner of a cave. The creature I slept next to gave out a large yawn. Slowly and carefully he stood up and stretched out his limbs. His muscles contracted as he extended his arms, I saw that he realized I was gone. He moved swiftly around the cave. Distressfully his eyes rested upon a shadowed husky in the corner.
“Well there you are, you’re awake pretty early.” He softly said. My whole body began to tremble incredibly. Not once have I ever spent one night that close to someone. The male jokingly laughed, “I’m not going to hurt you!” I looked into his cold blue eyes. “But…you…you’re a…a…” The male devilishly snickered. “…A wolf!”
At those exact words tears bursted out through these eyes of mine. I started crying in front of this wolf. His smile faded and he became more agitated by me. “All right, stop it already,” He yelled, “ Listen as I said I’m not going to hurt you already.”
I continued crying until I heard a faint and distant sound. *grumble* The wolf’s ears perked up. “Hmmm…I see someone’s hungry. C’mon let’s get something to eat.” The wolf exited the cave and slowly paused in his steps. He gave me a questionable look as I stood there. “Well are you coming?”
I hesitated, could I actually trust this wolf? I turned my head away hoping he would see that I wasn’t interested in coming. The wolf merely smiled and went his way. “ May I remind you that I’m not the only wolf around this territory.” He said unsteadily. My eyes widened. “Wolves…” I thought to myself, “ this territory is infested with wolves!” I quickly bolted out of the cave and sped up to the wolf.
As the two of us walked silently along the snow-covered field I couldn’t help but study the wolf. From what I could tell he was about two years young, probably around my age. He had a large and slender form, and probably had the most massive ears I’ve ever seen. Seriously I bet he could hear my heart beating from a mile away. His long and silky fur was a mixture of darkened red and a grayish brown. From the looks of it I’d say he’s probably a pure wolf. In the town where I lived most dogs had brown eyes, so seeing his blue crested eyes made me feel more attracted to him. Somehow I found him rather cute.
Occasionally I’d notice he would stare at me from time to time. It made me feel kind of uncomfortable knowing he could possibly be checking me out, but I got past it eventually. After a while I couldn’t help but feel bored. Seriously, I hadn’t said a word to him as we were walking. I then took notice of a cute
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